Arrogant President Dotes on Me

Chapter 30 Do You Have a Fiancé?

Sure enough, Viola gave her an evil look, then proceeded to apologise. “Sorry, I will watch out next

time.”

“Viola, don’t think all the spotlights are on you.” Queena said. “You should remember how you came to

join this team, and it was because you were diligent and hard working that we kept you here.

Viola quickly continued to explain herself. “Queena, I really am hard working and diligent, this was just

a small error…”

Queena gestured her to stop taking.

“Viola, when you are focused, you truly are hard working, I don’t deny this. But when there are

distractions, you allow yourself to get distracted and get completely carried away.”

Then, Queena made a decision. “You are not suited to staying in my team."

Hearing these words, Viola became frantic, and begged, “Queena, please, I didn’t do it on purpose,

please give me another chance.”

Queena put on a “Not negotiable” look and turned and left. Andrea tried to slip out the door by following

Queena, but was stopped by Viola.

Everyone else emptied out of the meeting room quickly, obviously not wanting to participate in the ugly

scene that is sure to follow.

Andrea felt her head swell. This was really unfair, she obviously hadn’t done anything. Being targeted

by other people without it being clear exactly what she was being accused of.

“Ms Johnson, if you have something to say, please say so quickly, as I still have work to do.” she said

courteously.

“You’re just trying to show off, aren’t you?” Viola said with tears of hatred. “You’re happy that I’ve been

expelled by Queena, aren’t you?”

Andrea thought to herself, maybe Viola is crazy, she obviously only said some polite words, what part

of those were show off words?

“Viola, you being kicked off the team by Queena was nothing of my doing, why would I be happy?”

Viola looked at her. “Andrea, I really hate you!”

“Okay, so I know you really hate me. Is there anything else? If not, I am leaving,” Andrea thought

maybe she is also crazy too, for staying and having this conversation with Viola. She shouldn’t even be

treating Viola as a normal person.

Just as Andrea was leaving the meeting room, Viola suddenly blurted out, “We’re both mistresses

anyway. Do you really think you are better than me? He’s going to move on to other things, you are

going to get dumped too!”

Andrea stopped in her tracks, then pulled herself together and pondered what these words meant. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Could Viola be one of Baron’s mistresses too?

But, Baron doesn’t have a legally married partner, so technically, she was not a ‘mistress’. But, besides

Baron, she doesn’t have any contact with any other males.

Andrea sighed. Maybe she just doesn’t know Baron well enough. Maybe his family overseas had

arranged a marriage for him.

But, she actually would quite rather he move his attention to something else and dump her, she would

really celebrate this.

Andrea pushed aside all these nonsensical thoughts and continued to work. Apart from Viola coming to

clean up her desk and leaving carrying a cardboard box, there were no other disruptions that day.

At home time, she answered a call from Baron. “Ms Anderson”, the secretary said with a very formal

and courteous tone. “Mr Howard would like to have dinner with you tonight, please wait for him in the

underground car park.”

Andrea let her know she will do so, and rode the elevator to the underground car park alone. When she

stepped out of the lift, she immediately saw Baron’s chauffer. Andrea waited in the car for half an hour

before Baron appeared.

“How was work today, very busy?” she asked politely.

Baron replied, “Been preparing for the start of the formal partnership with Eason Reed.” Andrea jumped

at the name. She hasn’t heard the name in the past year, since that day.

Any news related to Eason, usually was about his relationship with Cassidy. Andrea was even less

interested in this. Now that she has suddenly heard this, she couldn’t hide her slight excitement. Baron

looked at her, and as if to joke, he asked, “What, aren’t you excited? Isn’t he your idol?”

“I don’t have anything to be excited about,” Andrea said, looking at him with small smile. “If the

company won’t let me work with him, then there is no point in getting excited.”

“Who said you won’t be allowed to work with him?”

Andrea’s words were hit back with this obviously rhetorical question, and her face could barely hide her

surprise. “You want me to work with him?” she asked.

“Didn’t you say he is your idol? Aren’t you happy that I am letting you work with him?”

Andrea looked at Baron’s face carefully. He didn’t look like he was pulling her leg, so there must be

some other motive. “No, never mind, I think I will just stay where I am. I am a new intern and I don’t

know much about fashion design yet, I don’t think I will be able to do this.” Besides, all eyes will be on

any partnerships with Eason, never mind if she gets in trouble, but she can’t bring any trouble to Eason

too. Although a little regretful, Andrea decides she can’t go.

But Baron isn’t someone to reason with. “If I say you can do it, you can do it.” He proceeded to put the

Bluetooth earpiece in his ear and make phone calls.

Andrea protested a few times but was ignored by the man, so she could only stop talking and glumly sit

back. The car turned left and right, before finally stopping in front of a fine dining restaurant.

Baron took Andrea inside; the manager in the lobby took them to a private dining area upstairs. The

window faced the rushing river, and combined with the bright lights, the scenery was really beautiful.

The waiter poured them red wine and served them some pastries.

Andrea stuck a fork in the soft sponge cake and thoughtfully licked off the cream from the fork. “Today,

Viola was kicked out from our intern group.”

Baron didn’t look surprised, and asked, “Queena kicked her out?”

Andrea replied, “Yes.”

Baron gracefully cut up his food, saying “If Queena really wanted to expel someone, then no one can

stop her, so you had better do things nicely, or you’ll make me look bad.”

Andrea smiled mockingly, “Mr Howard, even you have situations that are out of your control?”

Baron glanced at her without saying anything.

Andrea chewed her lip and carefully asked, “Then I have another question. Mr Howard, do you have a

fiancé?”

“What’s it to you?” Upon hearing these words, the atmosphere around Baron dropped several degrees,

he does not like this question at all.